March
16, 2016
Dear
family, friends, and supporters;
Beginning
next week, we will be living in N’Djamena for a couple months to
oversee the administration of our facility up there and let the regular
administrators take a well-earned vacation to the USA. Before leaving,
however, we thought you would enjoy hearing something of our life in
Kwongland these last couple months. The following essay (yes, you might
want to print it out on a piece of paper and sit in a comfortable chair)
tells a story of our recent travels, but it also conveys something of
our own longings for the Kwong church. We hope you enjoy it.
Your
fellow servants, Mark and Diane
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Newsletter Essay: “Work while it
is yet day”
The road to Mobou was long and difficult – more than
three hours to cover 70 miles, and all that to end up just 30 miles from
where we started. The deep sand, high RPM’s of the engine in 2nd,
and 110 degree temperature conspired to overheat the engine, forcing us
to make much of the trip without AC. It was the fourth such trip we have
made in the last month or so, and the longest. We were glad when it was
over.
Our
mission was to visit four Kwong churches in and around Mobou and make
the same two cases to them that we had already made to 12 other
churches, and will yet make to another 12: First that they have been
blessed with a large part of the Scriptures and an extensive corpus of
teaching materials in their language. A camping cot set up in front of
them and almost completely covered with the various publications we have
produced in Kwong served to underline the point. And second, that in a
little over a year, they would be blessed yet again by the opening of a
Bible school in their own language. We appealed to them to take
advantage of the blessings Providence has bestowed on them.
We
were not “humble” as we made these cases to them. Concerning the
printed materials – most of which have also been adapted to radio for
the sake of those who can’t read – we pointed out that we have gone
the extra mile several times over to make their personal study and
public preaching rich and informed. While all the other Scripture
translations of Chad (to our knowledge) have contented themselves with
minimal footnotes concerned only with variant renderings of the
translation, we have been producing a veritable study Bible with copious
footnotes to illumine the text. While most of the Scripture translations
of Chad consist of just the New Testament, we have insisted that deep
spirituality is difficult, not to say impossible, without the Psalms,
and have published a third of them already – to be completed
eventually, Lord willing, in their entirety, along with Genesis (already
published), Deuteronomy, and Isaiah. Also, realizing as we have, that
putting a sermon together is not, alas, every pastor’s gift, we have
put 127 of them together in the form of a discipleship series stretching
from Genesis to Revelation which we call “Lessons of the Kingdom of
God.” Yes, we have not been minimalists in our ministry to the Kwong,
and we were not embarrassed to say so.
Concerning
the Bible school, we were similarly bold. While we are no doubt pleased
that we can offer our students the first rate facility we are building
– something most vernacular Bible schools don’t have – and
while we are the only vernacular school in Chad to our knowledge which
will have a missionary – our colleague Larry Gray – to bring decades
of experience and a passion for personal discipleship to the classroom,
what we really took pride in as we presented our school to these
churches for the first time is that we are offering it to both aspiring
pastors (the traditional clientele), as well as to elders. These latter
are, in our estimation, essential to ensuring the longevity of the 28
churches among the Kwong. Pastors come and pastors go, and some are good
and some are not so good, making the fortunes of any given congregation
a dicey proposition. More than once we have seen a bad pastor torpedo a
church in a matter of months – and it isn’t like the faithful can
just church-hop to another congregation down the street. There isn’t
any. They just disappear into the pagan ether – often for good. But
the permanent presence of trained elders in these little churches can
give them the stability they need. As it turns out, this was a big
selling point to the young men in our audiences, since the career of
pastor is not a particularly desirable vocation – being as it
frequently is a sentence to a life of poverty (they are often paid $3 to
$5 a month by their congregations) and instability (there is a tradition
in Chad of transferring pastors willy-nilly from one church to another
in a most disconcerting manner, such that they never have any stability
in their lives, never mind develop an intimate acquaintance with their
flock).
We
concluded by pointing out to them that 2016 marks 25 years that Mark has
been among the Kwong, and that both of us being 52 years old, we have
only 15 years at best remaining among them before retirement. We told
them as frankly and graciously as possible that their response to the
Scripture and discipleship materials we have produced has been
underwhelming - to their own great loss. We urged them to “work while
it is yet day” – because the day will soon come when we will no
longer be with them.
We
made our case, and were well received. Now all we can do is wait and see
whether their expressed enthusiasm for the Bible school is matched by
the students which each of these churches will hopefully send to it.
This school is our last best hope for stimulating the kind of maturity
in the Kwong church which we originally hoped the Scriptures and Kingdom
of God materials would produce, and then subsequently hoped the radio
station would catalyze. It would not be fair to the Kwong, nor indeed to
ourselves to suggest that these efforts have had no effect, for they
have. It is not insignificant, for example, that over the past year our
churches have filled to overflowing with young adults – the first
generation to grow up listening to the radio. But these efforts have
scarcely nudged the Kwong ecclesiastical juggernaut which we inherited
and which more than anything has the wherewithal to carry forward our
efforts once we leave. We are hoping – desperately hoping – that by
training up a new generation of pastors and elders, and imbuing them
with an appreciation for the volumes of materials we have produced for
them, we can make the Kwong church a blessing for generations of
Kwong believers to come.
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Meeting
with the church at Kasaray, near Mobou. They lost half their
congregation to a slick new denomination out of Nigeria of dubious
orthodoxy.
Meeting
with the elders at Mobou-Koussou. Mark’s text from Acts 17 concerning
the believers at Berea who “received the word with all eagerness”
was eminently appropriate for this church.
Diane
with the ladies at Marchama. The women of this church bought
considerably more books than the men.
Navigational
aids. Mobou is situated just outside the big new oil field which the
Chinese have developed. All the old roads have been replaced by new
“oil roads”. Here the guys at Mobou-Ngegin make us a map in the
sand.
A
couple weeks ago we poured the last structural concrete on the
Bible school building. We are hoping some guys will come out from the
States in July to help put the roof on. Contact us if you are
interested.
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The Flip Side
The
blessing of young men and women in need of discipleship
As we mentioned in the essay, an unprecedented number of young
adults have filled our two churches here in Chageen. We have asked our
Kwong colleagues the whys and wherefores of this phenomenon and they are
as unsure of the causes as we. However, it might be significant that the
Voice of Chageen has been a part of these young men and women’s lives
5 days a week, morning and evening since about the age of 10. The other
thing, which is significant for the church in our front yard (though not
for the other church), is that many of these same young people are
alumni of our efforts at teaching Sunday School with Papa Jonas over
more or less those same 10 years. Again, it is hard to connect the dots,
but it may not be coincidental.
The discouraging thing in all this is that despite our urgings
on the pastor and elders, no one is seeing this as an incredible
opportunity for discipleship. The pastor just turned it back on us with
the “it would be great if you could do that” line – forgetting
that Mark is up to his eyeballs in trying to get the Bible school going
and Diane has her hands full with malnourished babies, and both of us
are trying desperately to make some modicum of progress on the Bible
translation, never mind that this is, after all, their church!
Pray for these young people.
Sunday
School – help at last!
Speaking
of Sunday school, just about when we thought one more week of just the
two of us teaching upwards of 80 kids would completely take the stuffing
out of us, along came help. Richard was substituting for us while we
travelled, and then showed up to teach when he didn’t get the memo
that we were back. Being opportunists, we pounced on him, made him teach
notwithstanding his protestations to the contrary, saw tons of
potential, and insisted he stay. Meanwhile, Siya Kumoyn (“Adore God”
in Kwong – now that’s a name!) showed up more or less by
accident the same Sunday. We had been trying to groom him to the task
for over a year (he was like the 3 or 4th person we attempted
that feat with), but consistency wasn’t his strong suite, making him
almost useless. Anyway, something about the psychology of a foursome won
him over and he has been there almost every Sunday since. We are working
on burnishing Richard and Siya Kumoyn’s rather rough-hewn
child-teaching skills, and they are doing great. We will soon have
worked ourselves out of a job (assuming we can somehow keep the
all-important foursome thing going). And oh yes, since these guys came
on board, there are now about 120 kids each Sunday. (There were about 15
kids when we started 10 years ago.)
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